Princess, be nice

Chapter 1749

Yuan Changhuan heard him sound like an adult, couldn't help raising his hand and wanted to touch his head subconsciously, but was stopped by Xie Ci, "Yuanyuan, that's the emperor."

By the way, no matter how much they are related, the emperor is the emperor, and people can't poke their backs. Fortunately, Xie Ci reminded her, and Yuan Changhuan let out a long sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, I will talk about it when I have time."

"Okay, I'll go see the emperor's grandmother." A Yu nodded, and then went to Fengyi Palace with a large group of eunuchs behind him.

Seeing their leaving figures, Yuan Changhuan gradually came out from the empress dowager's death, and exhaled softly, "A Yudu is so old, I still think that he ate several pots of rice by himself before."

Thinking of this, a look of nostalgia finally appeared on his face, "Can he still eat so much now?"

I remember the last time A Yu sent someone to tell her that he wanted to eat pear flower glutinous rice, but unfortunately, she didn't have time to make it for him, and something happened to her again.

It's hard to settle down now, and when the opportunity arises, I must cook it well for A Yu.

It's not in vain that he missed him for so many years.

"Well, good." Xie Cisheng was afraid that his wife would think wrong, so he held her hand all the time, the palm of his hand was warm, and the corner of his lips was smiling, full of ironing notes.

Under the protection of Xie Ci, Yuan Changhuan has no chance to think wildly.

After they returned to the mansion, they took Yuan Miao and Yuan Chengning with them, and then they went there. Of course, there were also Mrs. Yuan and Feng Jinyue. They were all relatives of the Queen Mother, so naturally they couldn't be left behind.

During this period of time, they lived in Canxing Hall next to Fengyi Palace.

When Yuan Changhuan was young, their family lived in the Canxing Palace, but at some point, the Empress Dowager did not let them enter the palace to accompany them.

The Canxing Palace was also vacant, and no other concubines were allowed to stay.

Furthermore, the emperor, A Yu, did not have any concubines. Naturally, there were many vacant sleeping halls in the harem. The Canxing Hall was not too big, so it was not surprising that it would be vacant.

After finishing the funeral of the Empress Dowager, it was already half a month later.

Outside the imperial mausoleum.

Yuan Changhuan watched the golden nanmu coffin of the empress dowager enter the mausoleum prepared earlier, and was buried with the first emperor before turning around and shedding his only tear, "Aunt Huang."

Holding Yuan Changhuan's shoulders so that she could put her chin on her shoulders, Xie Ci said softly, "Lady, don't cry, the empress dowager is going to see the emperor."

The emperor, of course, was not referring to the former emperor, but the former emperor's father.

Also the emperor of the empress dowager.

Patting Yuan Changhuan's thin back lightly, Xie Ci felt very distressed.

To him, the Empress Dowager is just an outsider with no feelings. Even if she dies under his nose, the words of thanks will not fluctuate. Kindness, the empress dowager is dead, all she thinks about is the empress dowager's kindness to her.

Indeed, when people are dead, it is useless to think about anything bad.

People are gone.

Hugging Xie Ci's waist, Yuan Changhuan rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, "Xie Ci, when a person dies, he disappears."

"That's right." Xie Ci replied in a low voice, "So everything before is wiped out. You can miss her, but you are not allowed to be sad for her."

Otherwise, Xie Ci doesn't know what he will do.

Even if the Empress Dowager died, he still had a way.

Seeing that Xie Ci is so cruel, it is obviously a poetic and picturesque face with a gentle and jade face, but it has a hard face, saying such words, but there is a kind of contrast.

(End of this chapter)